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Ghita Marino · 09-30-2010, 12:21 AM

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XD Np, Ghita has mad tracking skills. ;3 Btw Grace will have to tell Ghita that she's related to Jazper - Ghita won't know otherwise. XP

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You could ask anyone around at Crimson Dreams. Especially the adults closest to her in her life - Ehno, Savina, and Jazper - they'd all give you the same answer. Ghita Marino was not always known for her smarts. But hopefully, to some, that would give some reassuring insight into the fae's actions - although not always. The strong-willed Marino fae was one of two with the same nature - although the ebony sister seemed to gain more common sense.

And that was particularly why an obviously pregnant Ghita thought it would be a swell idea to take a trip down to Phoenix Valley. It didn't matter that she'd have to travel through Ethereal Eclipse to avoid stepping into Cour des Miracles' territory (although they were a relatively friendly neighbor, Ghita didn't think she'd be very fond of the idea of a member trekking through her territory to save some time), through the shattered coast (which could be difficult to navigate), and visit the shady town of Halifax for the second time in her life before finally even being able to see the packlands.

What did matter was that her extended family was a part of Phoenix Valley. Her brother, Ehno, had fathered Ghita's nieces and nephews in this land (with a fae she wasn't particularly fond of but accepted in any case), and recently the small family in Phoenix Valley had fallen into disarray. At least, that was her perspective. The mother, Naniko, had ended up falling off of the radar, leaving the pups without her presence. As a mother to two wonderful pups herself, the fae had found this news to be awful, and took it upon herself to try and relieve some of her brother's - and her - stress by scoping the situation out for herself.

All of these thoughts consumed her as her loping gait took her through Arachnea's Revenge, the turquoise optics fixed on her thoughts, before the agouti fae literally bumped into the scent that now decorated the huntress' nostrils. She had only taken a whiff of the Phoenix Valley scent once before, when her nieces and nephews had visited for the family reunion, but the aroma had stuck, and Ghita was certain that there was another pack member in her vicinity.

Blessing her luck, her thoughts already leapt ahead to the conclusion that she might not have to wait at the border after all for a ticket into Phoenix Valley. And maybe this was good news after all - Ghita couldn't wait terribly long, as the sun had already begun to dip behind the trees. Wolves would be heading back to their sleeping-places now, the patrols long since headed in for the day. Picking up her speed, the mother was only slightly disappointed to see Grace's small figure come into sight - surely she couldn't help her into Phoenix Valley - but mostly worry dotted the fae's heart.

Approaching loudly, deliberately cracking twigs beneath her paws to announce her arrival, Ghita kept her tail low and a faint smile painted on her face as she approached. Mind whirring as to why this young pup was out this late, she closed the distance between them slowly, before finally meeting Grace on all four of her Lupus paws. Gently, she lowered her rump to the ground beneath them, extending her leg to keep the pain at bay, before speaking, her posture the epitome of peace and passivity. "It's getting kind of late for adventuring, don't you think?"

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